friends are neat :)

i did it, guys. it's been 84 years with that url, but i'm not really a grey's or schmico blog anymore. i might post about greys/schmico from time to time IF sth happens that I feel like posting, but yeah, i rarely posted lately, bc i also thought it just didn't fit the blog theme with it being a grey's blog.

will i post more from now on? idk. life's busy. i started a traineeship and it's knocking me out sometimes, but i'm also doing so much better, i'm even writing again :)

will it be strictly haikyuu? (which the url and icon are referencing to) nah, but i have two fics in the working and am super excited about them!! i feel like this change of url is helping me to just post more of several fandoms that i kept holding back bc i was afraid of annoying people that followed me for strictly grey's/schmico content

tagging the mutuals ♥

“You’re not going to volunteer if I’m selected,” Koushi says firmly. Now it’s Daichi’s turn to chuckle softly. He places his hand on top of Koushi’s and moves it gently, turning it to examine it closely as if this were the first time he had ever touched him. Daichi runs his fingers over each slender digit of Koushi’s hand until returning it to the spot at his jaw. He turns his head slightly, pressing a soft kiss at the junction of Koushi’s thumb and the palm of his hand.

“You know I can’t promise you that.”

Koushi knows. And yet, he won’t stop trying. Year after year. He doesn’t know how they got lucky enough to not have been selected yet.

He lays back down on Daichi’s stomach, his hand slipping from Daichi’s cheek over his neck, his chest until it rests around his hip. Koushi’s thumb slips under his shirt and caresses the soft, warm skin underneath.